Copyright, 1891, by Chas. Sheard & Co.
Words and Music by Charles Williams.
Have you heard tell of sweet Norah Brady?
Little Norah, all adore her;
She's a pure-minded young Irish lady,
With eyes blue as skies up above.
It was down by the lakes 01 Killarney,
Near the water, her lover taught her
To listen to all his fine blarney,
And dream the sweet dream of true love.
Sweet Norah Brady has eyes bright and blue,
Sweet Norah Brady has a heart both fond and true:
Down by Killarney she dwells in sweet repose,
The finest flower in nature's bower is this little Irish rose.
Every morning at sunrise he meets her,
Fresh as roses, nature's posies;
With a kiss of affection he greets her-
She smiles like a shy little dove.
Hand in hand by the lake-side they wander,
Sunlight beaming, as they're dreaming;
Upon that old theme they both ponder,
The sweetest of all themes is love.-Chorus.
They have made up their minds not to tarry,
With the spring-time comes the ring-time,
When Norah her lover will marry-
Yes, marry for true love alone.
They have no wish to own lots of pelf, boys;
Life is sunny t little money
Will do for the wife and himself, boys,
When sweet Norah Brady's his own.- Chorus.